As Nob and Clarrt fly through the sky, and the wails of the surviving elves fill the air, three hirelings start the walk back to their homes. Others are coming out of the temple too - a few goblins, a pair of bugbears, one elderly kobold who is whooping with joy as she looks up at the sky. But most importantly, you are safe. You are free. You are alive!
And you have treasure worth... about nine gold pieces between you. Looks like the rest of the treasure of the temple was lost with it, but that's the breaks.
OOC: You made it!
So, it is time for the epilogue. Your remaining Gold is, in fact, the amount of gold that you were able to get out of the Temple of Elemental Annoyance before it collapsed. So Zoosk has a princely sum of 6 gold pieces on him, Dumisfort comes away with a single piece, and Archie has two.
So, for each of you, narrate the following:
1. When you make it through the forests and return to civilization, what do you do with your gold?
2. Ten years from now, as the world has moved on, where is your character?
And after that, I will post a short conclusion, and the game will end. This has been a ton of fun, guys!
1. It takes a good eighteen months, and several more horrible, traumatic, stench-filled 'adventures', but Archie finally makes it back to the troll homelands alive. He uses his gold to buy a share in an inn, which serves funky fusion cuisine inspired by his travels, none of this stuffy Academie des Sloppage nonsense!
2. Archimbaud is sweating nervously. Today's the big day - the first time a non-traditional restaurant has ever had a visit from Urgan Runaway, the famous Troll food critic! Everything's in order; Archie is serving his own hip take on Trollish Ultra Gumbo, with a side of Fried Dripping Balls. There's a knock at the door, and a hooded figure enters...
"Surrs! Fiery boss orc has a new mission for yous!"
OOC: Been putting this off as I don't really want the game to end! Archie would obviously be fine with Zoosk and Dummy joining him in business, Dummy as the ultimate snooty maitre d' , Zoosk keeping the fires going a bit too well...
Zoosk returns to the world and renounces his old ways, setting aside the youthful exuberance and dalliances of pyromania and taking up the quill.
He pens a memoir of his time in the Temple and, upon its modest success, takes up the quill of an author. His untutored, uneducated style, practically illiterate style strikes a chord with the downtrodden, blind, and mad. He pens broadsheets, scrolls, and the occasional comedic dramatic performance.
Once in a while, he burns down a small cabin - you know, to keep his hand in.